Xiao Fubao looked around, because this was her first time on stage and she didn't know where the props were. She looked around and her eyes locked on the broom placed in the corner.
The teacher standing at the entrance noticed that the direction she was walking in was not quite right. She was anxious to give a warning, but then she realized that she was still reading the narration and could not speak out.
He could only watch helplessly as Little Fu Bao picked up the broom in the corner and used it as a broom to ride on.
Several other young actors were watching anxiously at the entrance.
Xiong Shuangluo shouted in a low voice to remind her: "This is not a broom! The broom is in that box!"
However, the music on the stage was so loud that little Fubao couldn't hear it at all.
There was laughter in the audience.
"The witch's broom is really made of a broom, it made me laugh to death!"
"We are not so poor that we need to use a broomstick to hold a broom, right? Can't we customize one?"
"That's right, flying on a broomstick, so funny!"
"..."
The teacher was helpless.
Also, the person who came on stage was so anxious that he forgot to tell her that the broom was in the box, and that the broom was just placed in the corner as a prop.
But now that it was like this, she could only continue to read.
"As she flew over the neighboring country, lightning suddenly struck the bad queen."
The sound of lightning sound effects rang in his ears, and little Fubao said without emotion, "Ah!" and fell to the ground.
[Hahahaha! Little baby, is it because you are about to wrap up your filming, that’s why you screamed so perfunctorily? 】
[In this "Ah", one third of it is disdain and seventy percent is indifference, hahahaha!]
【Too perfunctory!】
"The Witch Queen was finally punished by God and ended her evil-doing life."
Little Fubao lay on the ground for a while, then got up from the floor and ran off the stage.
"Is the witch resurrected?"
"Lightning's miracle of saving lives!"
"The witch continues to do a lot of evil, we love to see it!"
"..."
There were cheers in the audience, and the teacher finished reading the last narration, ending the stage play.
Backstage, Sang Mizhou was laughing until his stomach hurt.
What happened to this soulless and emotionless ending?
Little Fubao was jumping up and down when he ran off the stage. He seemed very happy that he had performed the entire stage play perfectly.
"Brother! Fu Bao has finished all his performances! Did he perform well?"
Little Fubao looked at him expectantly, as if waiting for his praise.
Sang Mizhou finally suppressed his laughter, knelt down and touched her head and said, "Well, you did a good job."
Anyway, it seemed that he had just watched the old man's video. Whether the performance was good or not would be known when she goes back and watches the video.
The teacher came over with other children.
"The children performed very well today. After a while, the teacher will take you to change your clothes, and then you can quietly return to your seats to watch the next performance."
Sang Mizhou accompanied Xiao Fubao all the way to the changing room to change clothes, then led her back to her seat to sit down, and then she really started to relax and rest.
As soon as she got to her seat, the other people all turned to her and said, "Xiao Fubao, you did a good job!"
"The little queen is very cute."
"I've recorded it all for you. You can watch it yourself later. It's a good performance."
"..."
After receiving praise from everyone, little Fubao became even happier.